Nostalgia...Those Were The Days!

There are times when my heart goes wild,

trying to be free;

Free to do all things so wild,

only childhood could decree;

The only girl and three brothers,

we made a team of four;

I played with them and laughed with them

but always wanted one more;

Dancing in the rain... bare feet,

and catching not the cold!

playing in the scorching heat

till Mommy came and scold;

Walking up that lonely road

that took us up the hill;

After paddling down our little bikes

we had to guzzle and swill;

Crawling by on tippy toes

on pebbles in the stream;

Slithering for our paper boats,

slipping without a scream;

Ding Dong Ditch with our aunt next door

hiding behind the bush;

Whenever got caught...they ran away,

giving me a push;

It was life at its best,

but we never knew of it;

Within no time, it was all gone

and the four of us got split;

When I look back at those merry times

my heart goes wild again;

Craving to be that child once more,

but here its me...mundane!